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A cat's tale: A life of their Owen
There is a cat in school..... Hold on. What's gonna happen to the cat when the place closes? It may have to go to london like in Puss in Boots. Perhaps it has a little cat stick with a knotted hanky to keep its belongings.....
Anyway, sidetracked!
I was walking past the cat and it had to hurry as fast as its little furry legs to carry so as to keep ahead of me. It kept turning around and I imagine all it could see was my legs! (Lucky thing
)
Then I started to think how horrid it must be to be the size of a cat and having to live with other creatures 10 times your height and all you could see was their shins striding past.
And then it struck me.... IS this how it must feel to be Michael Owen next to Peter Crouch?
Hmmm... thats today's ponder over.
New sofas and Winning Bread
Back at work again... and the power is back on! YAY
I have left my OH at home wating for the delviery of a new sofa. So she has got the old one in pieces around her feet and a pile of interesting things that we have found under the old sofa. I wondered where some of those magazines went. There was also a spider the size of Tobago under there- so I had to get rid of that for her. Although I now imagine that it is banging it's little legs on the door trying to get back in.
SO when I get home, which will be late, there should be a new Sofa to sit on.
And I am going to miss the match. ![]()
Damn all this BReadwinner lark. Why is it called being a breadwinner? Did they used to have competitions in the middle ages where the prize was a loaf of bread and if you won it your family got to eat?
I can imagine a Medievel Agg and spoon race now. Except I would probabily run off with the egg as well.













